Realm of Power

"Although I am a descendant of slaves, I am a scholar. I need a living environment for scholars. The masters still value capable descendants of slaves. My master gave me books and asked me to teach those noble children." Luande Libya saw the fat man's slightly frowned brows. Out of fear of the occupiers, he hurriedly explained with a hesitant look, "And there are so many slaves, and we can't manage them all. Sometimes, I will also teach my students to be better to their slaves." "Okay, you go down first. This is the end of the meeting tonight. Someone will send some books tomorrow. You just need to translate them into Fezer language. The reward will definitely satisfy you!" Feeling a little disappointed, the fat man waved his hand. It can be seen that this Luande Libya scholar has become a member of the slave owner's side. Just as Dusterenkai was surprised, there were only three or four thousand Fezer nobles who escaped, and there were 70,000 to 80,000 slaves who escaped with the slave owner. I am afraid that many of these escaped slaves are like the old man in front of him. They have obeyed a family for generations and have unconsciously regarded themselves as members of the slave owner's side.

"Of course, I will do my best!"

Luandria turned and left with sweat on his forehead. For him, the experience just now was as terrible as surviving from the mouth of a beast. Although the young imperial general did not look as cruel as the rumors, he knew from the imperial troops patrolling the streets that the young general might just need to express a little dissatisfaction, and he might disappear from the world immediately!

Watching the back of Luandria disappear at the door, the fat man stretched his waist and roughly looked at the layout of the room. It should be the bedroom of a Fezer noble, with a gilded bed decorated with mermaids. There were white four-cornered curtains hanging on it, and the four corners were dragged by golden ropes, and the bottom of the ropes were satin-like tassels. The four bookshelves were piled with books, and the words on them were not recognized. But it can be seen that the original owner of this bedroom should be a scholar or something like that.

He came to the window and opened it, and a huge dark city appeared in front of the fat man.

"What is the south like?"

The fat man's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion. He looked at the water drops hitting the windowsill like a broken line and said to himself, the south of Obaro. For the empire whose main forces are in the north, it is still a strange place. At present, the empire is only in contact with countries close to the inland sea area, and that is only less than one-third of the entire southern Obaro.

The next morning, the Imperial Navy Minister Dusterenkai appeared in the study. The emperor handed him a drafted document in his hand. "I know that the Imperial Navy Department has set up a similar department, but it mainly collects information about the sea area. Now the empire needs more information, not only about the sea area, but also about the entire region. And among the talents in this area, I believe you can find it!"

Dusterenkai's eyes swept over the document drafted by the emperor himself and the content on it. He immediately gasped and said in a lost voice, "Your Majesty, for those who provide information, not only rewards are given, but also equivalent middle and lower-level military positions. Isn't this a bit inappropriate? Giving them money to buy information should be enough. Although those merchants go further south in pursuit of greater profits, their understanding of the region is only obtained through local trade. If you can become an emperor by just going to a few places, then what is the value of the soldiers fighting bloody battles?"

"The duty of the emperor is to expand, and these people who provide information are also for the emperor. Contribute to the expansion of the country. From this point of view, I don’t think there is any difference! If you don’t offer a reward that makes people dare to risk their lives, how can you let people risk their lives! "The fat man stood up with a serious look, walked to the window and looked at the Fezer land outside, which was still covered with rain and fog, and said in a concentrated voice, "Southern Europe Barrow is a more vast area. If the empire wants to truly understand the south, language and culture are a big problem. For example, an imperial notice needs to be translated by professionals. How can this be possible! A large number of imperial notices, if sent directly in the imperial language , I'm afraid that 99% of the southerners can't understand it, and many documents in the south, especially the information about the southern regions, are worthless waste paper if they can't be converted into the common language of the empire. The empire's territory is getting bigger and bigger, covering more and more regions and ethnic groups. It's better in the central and northern parts of Obarro, at least the regional culture is integrated, while the south is blocked by the inland sea, and the culture developed is completely different. In this regard, the empire almost doesn't understand it at all." The fat man paused and continued, "Even the imperial caravan only arrived at Fezer and didn't go south. The information that could be brought back was very little. As a powerful empire that has expanded several times in just a few years, the need for information is very urgent, but this information is mainly inclined to business. Except for those real scholars, who would spend a lot of money to collect information from various regions from merchants? Even if there is, the various contents in the merchants' mouths are even like terrifying and weird rumors, which can't be confirmed at all. Even if someone collects them, they will not make them public, completely losing the role that information should have."

"Therefore, the empire must first break down this barrier within itself. If the empire wants to embrace the world, it must need greater information, both from those who know and those who do not know. The empire needs to know the entire Oubalu continent, and even possibly unknown continents. information to promote the imperial business circle and cultural circle to the larger Expansion of scope." The fat man looked at the land outside the window with a stern face, and his tone was heavy and slow. "From now on, the empire will not only give these adventurers a certain amount of money, but also a higher status and honor. Only in this way can they I will go on adventures for the sake of the empire and bring back more unknown information."

"Then what is the highest military level these people can reach? Does the navy need to set up a new fleet to accommodate these people? I personally think it is better for them not to join the combat force at first. After all, they are not real navy soldiers. For Interfering arbitrarily in naval operations will easily lead to problems." Seeing that His Majesty the Emperor had made up his mind, Dostelenko knew that there was no point in persuading him. The Emperor was the main focus of the empire's expansion. In fact, it was about understanding the importance of information. The Imperial Navy has the most say, so Dostronkai agreed with the emperor’s idea,

The expansion of the Imperial Navy. In fact, it is the process of information capture, in a naval fleet duel. Whoever has more information will have a greater chance of winning. Changes in maritime conditions, climate, and terrain will all become turning points that change the fate of the fleet. However, as the empire's commercial lines gradually reach their limits, the new areas that the imperial navy can acquire There is less and less information. After all, the area that the merchant fleet can reach is only that far away. Even the most daring captain would not dare to go to further areas without sufficient protection.

“From sailor level, to captain level, to admiral level, the highest level can be awarded to naval squadron commander level.”

The fat man glanced slightly at the corner of his mouth and turned back from the window. "As for the fleet, don't forget that the empire has a privateer fleet. Just set it up there, so that even if you have rank and status, it will not be a real naval fleet." There is no command authority. So you can rest assured."

"Yes, I understand!"

Dostronkai nodded. It seemed that what His Majesty granted was only honor and status. As long as it did not involve military command, it didn't matter how many honorary positions he had. However, once this document was sent out through the Admiralty, it would only I'm afraid the entire empire will be shaken.

You can become an Imperial by discovering new areas and information, gaining great wealth and a respected military officer status. No matter how harsh the conditions are, tens of thousands of people will flock to it. Because the most indispensable thing in the empire is the soldiers eliminated in previous conquest wars. Their number is at least over one million. After the empire occupied these areas, it disbanded the original army. Although these soldiers were defeated by the empire and most of them were just dawdling, it is undeniable that there are still many outstanding warriors among them.

These people have been fighting all year round, and their hands have long been accustomed to swords and seeing life and death. It is not easy to pick up a plow knife at once, so many people have chosen to become members of the Empire's commercial mercenaries. The number has always been feared by the South European Barro region, nearly half a million people, which is already It is the total national military strength of a large southern country. The southern countries often use this to criticize the empire's militarism. The empire is like a super behemoth, like a huge black cloud looming over the south. A spreading wing of this ferocious northern raptor. , it is possible for the southern countries to feel the pressure of the army pressing down on the city.

"In this way, across the entire imperial era, known as the cradle of heroes by later generations, the most important imperial paramilitary organization entered the stage of history, the Imperial Privateer Fleet. Although the Imperial Privateer Fleet was once awarded to the Imperial Navy by the emperor, it subsequently As the Imperial Navy gradually became the overlord of the sea, the privateering fleet became a The title was automatically revoked by the Navy, but in the fifth year of the Imperial Calendar, the privateer fleet was reorganized by the Navy Ministry and was very luxuriously equipped with a large number of establishments and personnel. With the approval of the Imperial Ministry, the Imperial Privateer Fleet The Commander and the Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Navy are the same person. ""The Imperial Privateer Fleet is under The four privateer squadrons, with more than 70 combat ships and more than 3,000 personnel, are supported by four military ports in the Feize area. However, the actual situation is that at the establishment ceremony of the Imperial Navy's privateer fleet, there were only four lonely squadrons. A Dragon Tooth battleship that had been purchased from the Imperial Navy. At the ceremony attended by less than ten people, the Empire The Minister of the Navy and Commander-in-Chief of the Naval Fleet, Dustrunke, only signed his name on an founding document. Such a shabby opening cannot conceal the three hundred years of magnificent history of the privateer fleet. "——Excerpted from Bokobili's book "Dragon of the Sea - A History of the Falcon Empire's Naval Expansion" Volume 1, page 7.

Dostronkai left with the document signed by the emperor and walked onto the carriage parked outside the villa. As he was driving to the door, he suddenly saw a Guardsman riding a horse from outside and passing by the carriage. Dostronkai Kai frowned slightly, even though the other party was the emperor's guard, Unless there is an emergency, one cannot just ignore an important military minister. The other party should wait for his carriage to go out before coming in. At this moment, he heard the sound of a cavalry jumping off his horse at the stairs of the villa. The captain of the Guards stopped the cavalry and asked in a low voice what

"Our men are dead. The patrol found the bodies of two guards on the street this morning. Because it involves the guards, the patrol dare not hide it. This is a document reported to His Majesty..."

"You're not mistaken, the person who died is really one of ours." When the Guards captain heard that it was the Guards who died, his expression suddenly became extremely solemn, and his voice was filled with suppressed anger.

"I went to see the corpses. They were indeed our people, Dani and Ukwa. Near them, there were also the corpses of more than ten Feize slaves, all shot to death by arrows!" The guard The cavalryman nodded with a sad expression. Although the emperor's guards are not afraid of death, dying on the battlefield is completely different from dying on the street. "It's those slaves last night."

The guard captain's face changed, as if he had thought of something. Last night he met those Feize slaves, and it was he who called Dani and Ukwa to take them to the military camp. Those slaves said that someone was chasing them. , so he ran to the carriage to seek shelter. In the dark night, even the Imperial Guards with good skills could not avoid the cold arrows from the dark. "Asshole, the other party dared to attack the Imperial Guards!"

The captain of the Guards gritted his teeth in hatred, hesitated and said, "The other party must have been panicked after finding out that they had killed the emperor. There were more than twenty slaves last night, and there were only a dozen corpses, which means that there should be more than a dozen corpses among those slaves." There are still those alive, find those slaves, so you can know who did it! Report the matter to His Majesty immediately. To find these slaves, you need the help of the local garrison."

In the room, the fat man was placing an imperial notice in front of Lu Andribia. "Take a look." "Yes, sir."

Luandribia carefully received the notice, glanced over it, and was stunned for a moment. The common language of the empire was derived from the Nordic Barrow language. As a polymath, Luandribia read many documents and books. It is a Nordic language, so translation conversion is not difficult. What shocked him was the content of the notice. With a trembling voice, he asked hesitantly, "Sir, does the empire really want to give freedom to all slaves? It also needs to give land and production tools..." "Yes, after the notice was issued, There will be no more slaves on the entire West Coast, only free men of the Empire."

The fat man casually picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip. There will be no more slaves in the entire coastal area. This is simply unimaginable for Luan Andribia who has been here for two generations. Lu An Delibia's reaction was as expected by Fatty, "You are a good person, my lord."

Luandribia looked extremely excited. Even though he had been freed from his status as a slave, this announcement would be extremely lethal to Luandribia. This man actually wanted to give freedom to all the slaves, and also to give them freedom. Production tools and land, if someone else said it , Lu Andribia is definitely not so excited. Occasionally, some slave owners will give slaves some free status, just like Lu Andribia, but there has never been a person who can give millions at once. The status of a slave as a free citizen is something that one would never even dream of. And now, this notice is in front of me in black and white. "Good person? You are not the first one to say this to me, but you should be the most sincere one. If there is no problem, please convert this notice into Feize language." "The fat man put down the water glass and waved it to Lou Andribia. Let's start. At this time, a report came in from outside, and then the sound of breaking water glasses came from the room, "Luandribia, put down your work for a while and go to a place with me!" The fat man had a livid face and was afraid of people. Lu Andribia appeared at the door, his face even paler.

(To be continued.)